Staring at the malformed shape lunging at him, the headmaster erected a wall of earth, destroying his office without hesitation as he forced his way through the ceiling and onto the roof, only to find that the mad dog of the Fin-Limiers was already there.
Hands on her waist, impractically large cloak dragged by the strong winds that had decided at an opportune moment to show up.
'Amongst those that stand a step higher than everyone else, only a few can be crowned with such lofty titles nowadays…' the headmaster's heart was beating too fast, he controlled his breathing to calm his nerves.
"If I may ask, who has put a hit on my head? Surely, I can offer up more than them" he attempted to be diplomatic, it worked more often than was believed, even with lunatics.
